’ That’s a pretty good indicator that Master wants to own you, wants to claim you as his in the same way that he possesses and dominates me,” Ka...ie reassured Amber, getting a nod from me.“Exactly, Amber. Katie nailed it. I would love to claim you as mine, the same way that I claim her, to own both of you, if you wish it. All that you have to do is ask,” I promised Amber, who wiped some tears away from her eyes and nodded as well.“It’s all that I want, Master ... to be yours. To call you that.. Grace is as much a woman as you or me." That's impossible." Grace was born female, but nature gave her the wrong genitals. HRT andSRS, can repair that mistake superficially. The rest is up to her." But she will never be able to have children. Isn't that what being awoman is all about?" Do you think so? Is maternity what define us? What about the womenwho can't have children, who never marry, who have a hysterectomy or whochoose not to have children. Your ovaries and uterus are. As it swelled I went into that world which is private to all except the one who inhabits it and at this time the person invited in was Patricia, my landlady of some three weeks. My cock stiffened to its full seven inches as I slowly wanked it, pulling my skin up and down the shaft. Suddenly my world was shattered by a knock on the door.“Gavin can I come in, I’m dying for a pee”Without any time for me to reply, the door burst open and in ran Patricia, in her short skimpy chemise, peeling off her. The fake cocks are pulled out, and my ass and pussy gape open. You get an evil grin on your face, I’m laid on my back with my legs spread. The woman gets on her knees between my legs and slowly starts fingering my pussy, adding finger after finger, until she is fisting my sore abused pussy. The men come over and kneel over my head. You tell me to kiss and lick their asses. As I do, my nipples are pinched and pulled, my tits slapped. She pulls her fist and arm from my pussy and I’m made to lick.